(Clearwisdom.net) I returned home in February 2002 after being illegally detained in a forced labor camp for over a year. The police department sent six people to monitor me 24 hours a day. However, I continued to be a Falun Gong practitioner, studying the Fa and practicing the exercises.
In August, a practitioner who lives in the Municipal Party Committee's residential compound invited me to her house for an urgent matter. Because I had never been there before, I got lost. While I was trying to figure out where to go, four men came out of an office building in front of me. I went up and asked, “Do you know where [practitioner's name] lives?” The man who appeared to be the leader answered, “Yes, in that building.” He pointed in that direction and asked, “Is she the one who is a Falun Gong practitioner?” I said, “Yes.” He suddenly became agitated and started cursing Falun Gong. I said to him sternly: “Don't you know how good Falun Gong is? Falun Gong practitioners do not do bad deeds. If half of the people in our city practiced Falun Gong, public security would be much better, and the leaders wouldn’t need to worry anymore.” He became even angrier and said, “Looks like you are a Falun Gong practitioner, too!” I said: “Yes. And because I practice Falun Gong, I know that it is indeed good.” He said, “Looks like I need to send you to a forced labor camp!” I laughed and said: “I was just released from a labor camp. Because I practice Falun Gong, I know Falun Gong is good. Therefore, I am telling you that Falun Gong is good.” He shouted angrily: “Do you know who I am? I am managing the 610 Office!” I replied, “You have managed the 610 Office, so you should know by now that Falun Gong is good and that Falun Gong practitioners are good people.” Then I proceeded to walk straight to the fellow practitioner’s building, even though I heard him making a phone call, presumably to the 610 Office.
I have lived through many political movements initiated by the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) and had been very scared of them in the past. If this incident had occurred in the past, I would have been very nervous. How was I able to respond to this official so calmly? Since I started practicing Falun Gong, miraculous things have happened in my life, especially while being brutally tortured by the CCP agents at the labor camp. I could feel Master protecting me and enduring the hardship for me at that time. It is because of Master’s benevolence that I was able to make it through those tough situations. I have become more mature and calm after going through those experiences. I know that as long as I follow the principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance, Master will protect me.
Just when I reached the door of the practitioner’s house, I heard the sound of motorcycles downstairs. I looked through the window on the stairs and saw two police officers and six agents from the 610 Office coming up. The 610 agents waved their hands and shouted, “Arrest the Falun Gong!” Two police officers also shouted as they climbed up the stairs. I immediately sent forth righteous thoughts: “Master, please strengthen me. I want to eliminate the evil factors that are manipulating the police.” The two police officers came up to me and grabbed my shirt, attempting to take me away. I said to them firmly, “Let go of me! I am a righteous Falun Gong disciple!”
After we went downstairs, the six 610 agents stared at me with their fists clenched. However, I did not have any fear or blame. I recognized one of the agents and said to him with a smile: “It has been over a year since we saw each other. How could you treat me with this attitude? Be nice.”
Then a miraculous thing happened. The 610 agents' attitudes turned in a completely opposite direction. One of them said: “Ma'am, what are you doing here? Please hurry home and make dinner for your kids.” Just like that, I went home safely.
The next day, the six people who monitored me around my apartment were called over to the Municipal Party Committee to receive criticism from the leader who I had met the day before. They came to my home immediately afterward and said: “How dare you! He is the Municipal Party Committee secretary. He said you exhibited riotous behavior and were shouting at him. Today he called us to his office and scolded us, and fined us 10,000 yuan. If you do this again, we will send you to the countryside to do forced labor.” I said calmly: “Let me talk to that Party Committee secretary to get your money back. He is not qualified to be in that position. He lied about me. He said I was shouting, but I was just asking him for directions. Why would I be shouting? There were three more people there at that time as witnesses. You have been following me around for over six months. When did I ever shout at you?” They frowned and one of them said: “Please do not talk to him again. If you go there again, we will be in more trouble.”
A while later, that Municipal Party Committee secretary gave orders to send me to a brainwashing center. The memories of my persecution experience of the past several years went through my mind. I thought, “Since 1999, the evil CCP has been persecuting me, and I will not let it control me anymore!” I said to myself: “I will not go. It’s up to me.” In my heart, I asked for Master’s help. I turned around and went into the bedroom. The two monitors did not follow me in immediately, but just stood by the door. I looked at the outer wall that led to the street and asked Master in my heart, “Master, please help me. I want to go out through here.” I picked up a brick and hit the wall hard. Nothing happened. When I hit it the second time, I shouted, “Vajra toppling a mountain!” Two bricks on the wall broke. When I hit it a third time, the bricks fell out onto the street. There was a hole in the wall. I lowered my head and tried to get outside, but my head didn’t fit through. I tried again with my head sideways and used my shoulder for leverage. I pushed on the wall, making the hole bigger, and my entire body fell through the wall to the ground outside.
My height is 5 feet 2 inches, and my weight is over 150 pounds. A small child couldn’t have even gotten through that hole, but I managed to escape. I am so grateful to Master. I am now starting my new endeavor of validating the Fa.
Not too long after this incident, this Municipal Party Committee secretary was given a deferred death sentence for an embezzlement conviction.
